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Going on a Rant

I despise hospital stays. A lot. If you've ever been admitted before, you know hospitals are nothing like they portray them on TV.

But you're supposed to rest while in the hospital! Yeah, right. Between the bed constantly moving, the nurse coming in every couple of hours, and the screeching IV machine, I wouldn't say you get the most restful night's sleep while on "hospital vacation".

But you're supposed to get really good therapy treatments while in the hospital! Mmmhmm, well I do treatments every day 3 times a day. I think I know what I'm doing without any help from anyone, thank you very much. I don't need to be told that I shouldn't eat ice cream or yogurt because it increases mucus, either. I'm a CFer, I'm going to have mucus. Plus, you're not a dietician. I think I will decline taking your advice. And when therapists stare at me like I'm a creature from another planet, that's really comforting.

But the equipment in the room is supposed to be top notch! Oh, you think so? Well, I think I just took my temperature with the hospital's thermometer and then with mine. Guess what? The hospital thermometer got me at 98.3, and my thermometer got me at 100.6. Oh yeah, that's reliable.

I ended up in the hospital yesterday because I had a fever, extremely low blood pressure (77/57), and heart issues. They thought I was dehydrated, and when my temp was "up" today, they thought I was clear to go home tomorrow. However, I feel pretty awful right now (headache, chills, increased cough). Had I not brought my own thermometer, they would have sent me home tomorrow, assuming all was well. I don't trust the hospital anymore. Who knows what else of the equipment is jacked up? I'm even basically making my own orders right now for a chest X-Ray and sputum culture, considering the docs aren't being helpful. Honestly, I just want to get out of here!!! And when mess like this happens, I get really perturbed. This would be reason number 1,323 why I almost always do IVs at home. I minimize time here in this lovely facility as much as possible.

I apologize for my ranting. I'm just trying to be as open and honest as possible, and right now, I'm just frustrated! Things will turn around, I know, I just would appreciate prayers for patience right about now!

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